Infinitely Losing My Edge

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Yeah, I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge.
The kids are coming up from behind.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge to the kids from India and from Portland.
But I was there.

I was there in 1970.
I was there at the first Onyeabor show in Enugu.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge to the kids whose footsteps I hear when they get on the decks.
I'm losing my edge to the internet seekers who can tell me every member of every good group from 1962 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.

To all the kids in Milan and Accra.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Columbus kids in little jackets and borrowed nostalgia for the unremembered nineties.

I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge.
I can hear the footsteps every night on the decks.
But I was there.

I was there in 1971 at the first Big Star practice in a loft in Memphis.
I was working on the rhodes sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine started up his first band.
I told him, "Don't do it that way. You'll never make a dime."
I was there.
I was the first guy playing Harpers Bizarre to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
Everybody thought I was crazy.
We all know.
I was there.
I was there.
I've never been wrong.

But I'm losing my edge to better-looking people with better ideas and more talent.
And they're actually really, really nice.

I'm losing my edge.

I heard you have a compilation of every good song ever done by anybody.
Every great song by Tom Boy. All the underground hits.

All the Bar-Kays tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Dual Sessions record on German import.

I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.

I hear you're buying a rhodes and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Marine Girls record.

I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a spring reverb.

I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.

But have you seen my records?

The Leaves, The Selecter, Drive Like Jehu, Lafayette Afro Rock Band, The Victims, These Immortal Souls, Roy Ayers, Qualms, Jerry's Kids, Archie Shepp, DeepChord presents Echospace, Sugar Minott, Chrome, Hasil Adkins, Ash Ra Tempel, Terror Squad Feat. Camron, Ken Boothe, Albert Ayler, This Heat, Shuggie Otis, The Buckinghams, Ultravox, Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx, Subhumans, Loose Ends, Man Eating Sloth, Rhythm & Sound, Heavy D & The Boyz, Monolake, Angry Samoans, Kas Product, Lower 48, Thinking Fellers Union Local 282, Sam Rivers, The Birthday Party, Art Ensemble Of Chicago, Juan Atkins, The Standells, Harry Pussy, Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz, Alison Limerick, The Monks, Y Pants, Au Pairs, Average White Band, Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft, Magazine, Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel, Section 25, Brand Nubian, Gregory Isaacs, Jimmy McGriff, Kerrie Biddell, Make Up, The Gladiators, Siglo XX, Ralphi Rosario, La Düsseldorf, June of 44, The Royal Family And The Poor, the Soft Cell, the Soft Cell, the Soft Cell, the Soft Cell.

You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.

A hack by Matthew Ogle who is very sorry to James Murphy and basically everyone (cheers to Darius and this for the late-night inspiration)